Siren Whispers

Siren Song

Ripe

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She is ripe,

for his hands

for his mouth.

She is the desirable fruit

he hungers for,

her scent intoxicating him

beckoning forth his touch.

Her essence is nectar to his mouth

and one that he will savor every bite of,

his senses alive to her taste

as it lays succulent upon his tongue

subduing the ravenous beast

within.

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Author: sirensong1208

I created this blog as a way to express myself using my poetry and photography. It is a reflection of who I am and of the things that interest me. I have many muses…perhaps the greatest one being my love of the sea, how I gravitate to anything relating to water, how I feel a pull toward it deep in my bones. At times I will be revisiting content that I have shared on Twitter which has, until now, been the forum I have expressed myself in. That said, the content will change over time as the blog grows and develops. It is my hope that the reader will enjoy the journey.

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